The dense fog rising from the room had completely obscured all movement in the outside world, neither light, nor sound, nor even air. Inside the room, it was also completely plunged into darkness, only the small altar and dozens of spirit stones, in the darkness, three emitted faint millimeters, and the thunderous body appeared and disappeared from time to time under this milliliter of light.

After playing a few tricks in a row, and after the white jade-like fingers swiped the mysterious gestures in the dark, Shui Yaoxian's expression became completely serious, and there was no expression on a beautiful and pale face. The quiet heart, along with Shui Yaoxian's expression, was lifted and hung high in the air.

I don't know quietly, Shui Yaoxian's heart has completely fallen to the bottom at this time.

The few tricks just now are the starting style of the Jedi Tiantong Great Netherworld, and they are also the first step in healing: diagnosing diseases.

But what Shui Yaoxian couldn't have imagined was that with the help of the sufficient spiritual energy provided by the spirit stone, and under the operation of the thousand-year-old secret method, a wisp of spiritual energy projected onto Lei Dong's body, like a mud cow entering the sea, disappeared without a trace in an instant, but Lei Dong did not react at all.

According to Shui Yaoxian's initial estimate, such an aura stimulus, no matter how heavy Lei Dong's injury was, should also react, but the current situation is obviously a 'Shui Yaoxian's accident.

Shui Yaoxian finally understood why the old god stick said that only the Wumen's Jedi Heavenly Great Netherworld Technique could save Lei Dong.

Because Lei Dong's current condition means that his soul has probably left his body and fallen into the Netherlands, at the very least, it means that his soul has completely fallen into a deep sleep. Only the ancient secret art of the witch gate that can communicate with heaven and earth and break through the netherworld. to be able to recall the thunderous soul and awaken him, so that his soul can control his consciousness and body. to finally allow him to recover from a serious injury.

Maybe it's not easy to explain, or maybe you don't want to worry too much about it. The old god stick didn't mention this point, but Shui Yaoxian understood very well that Xiuzhen talked about the three souls and seven spirits, and he was the real master of people, and losing the three souls and seven spirits meant that this person had been cut off from the six senses, and after a long time, he would completely lose his vitality.

And from Lei Dong's injury to being quickly transported back to Hanjing, and now to the beginning of treatment. It's been a full two hours, can the thunderous soul still hold on? As soon as he thought of the legendary Netherworld, which was infinitely eerie and terrifying, and had the ability to damage people's souls, Shui Yaoxian's heart tightened.

After changing several spells in a row, Lei Dong not only did not react at all, but his sallow face, which had completely lost its blood, became more and more gray, and a thick death aura shrouded him, as if something was snatching his vitality. It eroded his soul and pulled his soul farther and farther, sinking deeper and deeper.

Shui Yaoxian finally sighed in her heart and stood up. In the cramped room, dance along an intricate trajectory. In his mouth, he began to chant for a long time.

There seems to be no beauty in her singing. But it is high and low, tight and slow. A few simple syllables form a complex and strange melody, striking a mysterious node in the human heart, her dancing posture is like a frightening wave, in a small space flickering left and right, forward and backward, looking light and graceful, but in fact every step is a thousand steps. It didn't take long, and Shui Yaoxian's face was already covered with beads of sweat.

When Shui Yaoxian just got up and took the first step, Quiet seemed to realize something, and his heart hanging in mid-air almost broke through his chest and flew straight out of the sky, but he didn't dare to make the slightest movement, so he could only hold his breath and stare closely at Shui Yaoxian's every move in the dark.

Slowly, Shui Yaoxian's dance steps became heavier and heavier, and every step seemed to exhaust all her strength. Suddenly, Shui Yaoxian's hands were suddenly closed in front of his chest, and a series of syllables were rapidly spit out from his mouth, and dozens of spirit stones in the room suddenly emitted a little ghostly light, as if attracted by some mysterious power, and gathered towards Shui Yaoxian.

Slowly, this ghostly light became brighter and brighter, forming a faint light shield around Shui Yaoxian's body, slowly rotating with Shui Yaoxian's gestures. Shui Yao Xian danced more and more urgently, and this ghost light turned faster and faster, and in less than the tea time, a huge light cluster with turquoise light had been formed, completely enveloping Shui Yao Xian's figure inside.

"Edict!" At the moment when the light cluster was formed, Shui Yaoxian stroked his chest with his left hand, and pointed his right hand like a sword, pointing towards the altar, making a crisp snort. The huge ball of light floated to the altar like a light veil, gently enveloping the altar and the thunderous body.

As the altar was wrapped in jade light, the aura emitted by the spirit stones placed in a formation in the room seemed to feel some kind of calling, like a bird throwing into the forest, converging towards the altar. The mysterious symbols engraved on the altar suddenly lit up, and one by one they flew up from the altar and danced in the sky.

The spell of Shui Yao Xian's hands changed faster and faster, and the spell in his mouth became more urgent, and those symbols that became crystal all over his body began to rotate and gather rapidly with Shui Yao Immortal's spell, turning into a vertical band of light, flying over the altar.

"Edict!" Shui Yaoxian let out a soft snort again, and the band of light suddenly turned into a beam of oily light, shooting at the center of Lei Dong's eyebrows. At the same time, a ghostly light emanated from the altar, connecting with the pillar of light, and constantly spinning.

"Jedi Tiantong, Netherworld Open, E!" Shui Yaoxian put her hands together, and the index fingers of her left and right hands were tightly pressed together, pointing towards the pillar of light, and a mouthful of blood sprayed directly on the pillar of light.

The pillar of light was sprayed with blood, and it seemed to be greatly stimulated, and suddenly became brilliant, and a beam of turquoise light went straight to the sky.

Shui Yaoxian put away the magic trick and sat down on the ground slowly, her face became even paler, but her eyes shone with joy. Quiet followed her gaze, but couldn't help but be startled. Everywhere the pillar of light went, the room that had been shrouded in fog gradually became transparent, like a sharp dagger, digging a circular hole in the soft cream, completely detached from the surrounding space, and turned into nothingness.

Above the pillar of light, a scene that had never been seen before suddenly appeared. The black rivers, the deep caves, the undulating mountains, the illusory shadows that have drifted away.

At the same time, a heart-wrenching roar also faintly came from this pillar of light, making Quiet's scalp tingle for a while.

In this dark and illusory scene, a white point of light suddenly appeared from the void, and at a speed exceeding the speed of light, it shot down along the pillar of light as fast as it did, becoming faster and larger, and finally directly filled the entire green pillar of light.

In a quiet, surprised and confused gaze, this white light quickly reached the top of Lei Dong's head, and swooped into Lei Dong's Baihui acupoint, and disappeared in a flash. (To be continued.) )